Best Susans Poems

black-eyed susans
root on the river bank---
yellow jackets hum...

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Have you ever, wandered into, a sequestered meadow
Surrounded by trees and mountains
Where the passerine song birds, sang songs with no words
Indian paintbrushes, rose up, like...

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I tiptoed through the tulips
And leapt over the lavender bed
I covered the ground in red rose petals
And laid out a picnic spread
I winked at the...

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You come from that place where Queen Anne’s lace
and milk thistle grow thick on the creek bank
behind the house.
Black-eyed Susans, opened to the sky,
sway strong...

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I went for a long hike in the forest today,
it was so quiet and peaceful along the trail;
I saw a cluster of tiger lilies gone...

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Tea Rose arrives first, claims her chair by the bird bath
as Irises turn bearded faces on the path.
They offer admiring glances to Gardenias,
who promenade ahead...

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Off to Kindergarten,
second week of school.

An excited voice
from the back seat,
"Oh, how beautiful, 
I see black eyes!"

"What?" I ask, puzzled.
"I saw black eyes," 
she repeats.

I'm...

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 A drifting cloud anchors itself on the hillside
 Where admiral butterflies on warm breezes glide
 Beneath a sky of azure where meadows abide
 There...

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 I love when the first blooms of spring begin, crocus in the garden, peaking from the snow; may flowers and troutlily soon begin to show
  ...

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Scarce had it rain'd - blue hued
drops showering down; 
in the witching hour I rode, 
where the earth is overrun by weeds, 
yellow fringed with...

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 I met a man and his young wife
He asked would I be in his life
No far too much pain

I could be the first wife...

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God's summer sculpture,
Divine and complex.

A season of bright sunshine and warmth,
Walks through God's beautiful garden.

A rainbow of flowers,
My favorite, the black-eyed susans.

Their dark spheres and...

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Wandering eye trapses the fertile meadow
Silhouetted reams the azure streams shadow
A cacophony of colors wild but mellow
Shroud the svelte canvas bridging ford and dale
Gilded lillies...

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Do you remember when you loved me?
When the Black-Eyed Susans danced
in the buttered sun?
we were so sensual then,
with nothing between us
but this light,
this colour of...

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All that we had to give her
Was wildflowers…
My four little girls and I

They worked like lil’ honeybees
With intense frowns on their faces 
And determined look...

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Your face,
Sunshine in the rain.

Your arms,
Angel's wings, warm and sheltering.

Your eyes,
Like fields of blackeyed susans, 

Lovely and dark
With light.

Cynthia...

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There is a certain comfort that comes to me
every spring, from perennials I planted years ago, that still pop up, beneath dark soil. 

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Roaming
that thick soup 
of a green countryside,
the black eyed Susans
were our only witness,
silent as corpses,
unaware that truancy was our creed as we 
drove to buy...

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Swaying fields of buttercup and yarrow 
Lavish goldenrod and dandelions 
Wild outside my garden walls
Protective of their independence
And carefree wanton ways
Yet bemused by how 
Just...

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One of the joys of summer are lightning bugs.Do you remember, as a child, chasing them on a balmy evening? They are so elusive. When...

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